summrs - top off / house arrest lyrics
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part 1: top off
[intro]
(go, go, b+tch, haha)
[verse]
pull up stuntin’
pull up showin’ my whip off, i’m headhuntin’
tryna get bro knocked off
know i carry them sticks like i play top golf
tryna get rich as f+ck, and take the s class top off
all of my n+ggas around me was gon’ pop off
bet we won’t be the first ones to get knocked off
that big g27 knock his socks off
i been thinkin’ ’bout cuttin’ my locs off
you so special, you beautiful
why the f+ck you done dropped the lo’?
i know you can drop it low, in the presidential
i know you so comfortable, backseat ridin’ in a s560
i know you wanna take yo’ clothes off
[?]
n+gga in the h+llcat back to back
we ain’t ridin’ no scat packs
[?]
we in that f+ckin’ demon, baby
you know that she a demon, baby
she know that she drive me crazy
these f+ckin’ drugs, they got me lazy (b+tch, haha)
so much money muhf+ckin’ [?]
so muhf+ckin’ not amazing, i can’t even get my words out
i know you heard that [?] boy, i’m goin’ crazy
i’m a pimp, he a shrimp, pockets slim, i’m him
bird business, f+ck him, diamonds hit, on dim
got rich, on dim, my fade, a temp, i’m cold, no temp
my b+tch, a ten, i ain’t givin’, no tips, i’m smashin’, off rip
i’m stackin’, my chips, p+ssy n+ggas, get clipped
these roxies, just shipped, in the clup, i’m vip
p+ssy n+gga, don’t diss, don’t beef, just k!ll, yeah
she showed, her sk!lls, daroo, poured him, [?], haha
(b+tch, haha)
part 2: house arrest
[intro]
(yeah, ax go crazy, man)
double r, bird business
f+ck the witness, huh, come get it
[chorus]
i can’t have my pole, i’m on house arrest
f+ck all these n+ggas know i’m the best
clear the business, get it off ya’ chest
i’m just chillin’ on bedrest
hit at me then i’ma hit back
spin on us and we gon’ spin back
give a f+ck what you sayin’ on that d+mn track
p+ssy b+tch, come get yo’ get back
[verse]
still on drugs, f+ck the love, can’t make this up, i’m up
spilled my drank in the club
n+ggas know so we beat him up
if i was tryna f+ck wit’ yo’ ho she wouldn’t be wit’ you thug
real diamonds, real clarity, gotta spend at least a dub
i miss my brothers, judge don’t want us around each other
show up to court in my louis vuitton
i swear these people just hate on us
bird business, no debate wit’ us
too rich, you can’t relate to us
i’m on roxy, not a school bus
can’t get high around you, i show to much love
i shed too many tears this year, lost my granny last year
christmas will never be the same without you bein’ down here
know some of these p+ssy n+ggas won’t show they f+ckin’ face ’round here
i ain’t f+ck with the sh+t that he sayin’, he know that i’m up get the business clear
these diamonds shinin’ like a chandelier
i get high after i pay my bills
[chorus]
i can’t have my pole, i’m on house arrest
f+ck all these n+ggas know i’m the best
clear the business, get it off ya’ chest
i’m just chillin’ on bedrest
hit at me then i’ma hit back
spin on us and we gon’ spin back
give a f+ck what you sayin’ on that d+mn track
p+ssy b+tch, come get yo’ get back
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